Lyrics:
lots of fans
Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
And be number one
And liked by everyone
Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They
Gotta fill the void
I got niggas paranoid
Thats the shit that I live for
Aye... Aye...
I gotta get it
I gotta get it
By any means
I gotta get it
I gotta
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Brainwashed
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted by the mundane
Simplicity no longer plain
Strugglin', strugglin'
Strugglin',
rich and have a lot of fans
And lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
To be number one - and loved by everyone
Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga
So if niggas want to bite the sound like Tyson
Deck him in the left eye,
Hakeem on the Dream
Yeah, Olajuwon bitch, throw a lot of ones bitch
Have a lot of fun bitch
Strip, but I love my girl and my bodyguard bitch
Your main
kid said simple and plain
Let's battle - it kinda took me by surprise
Cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize
I said screw it, I ain't got
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
for self
Catch me in the 'rarri by my self
Dare just buy my low leaf fuck your health
(yeah)
Nigga turna, nigga turna, nigga turn up!
Nigga widda blue
back
To health by an old
Pearl diver named Chiyoko, so
To repay her kindness
Noodle took a job as her apprentice
She was a natural
(having shared a tour
the surface
Endurance only goes so far
It only goes so far
Devoured by darkness
That festers silently beneath the surface
Mindless, unbalanced
We all
bodyguard
Bodyguard wiecznie młody szakal i to real talk
A te Młode Wilki jesteście wilko wack
Twardo stoję na ziemi by nigdy więcej nie upaść
Idę po swoje
Believe it you gonna lie
Believe it you gonna ride
By the words that we speak
You gonna live or die
Like it's time for the real ones to step it up
Like
surface.
Mais j'reste du côté sombre comme les étoiles.
Écrit par Amiel Lord
Année: 2019
Instrumental by Black James . Record by : Amiel Lord . Mixing by :
the same reason I always seem to put myself first
Big Papa, nguKing Ntshakaza
Always in your feelings, let me sing, nana
Bodyguard ifikil’ eBeijing uyayaz’
nightmare squared
That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware
I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight
I hold mics while
To be rich and have a lot of fans
Have a lot of girls to prove that I'm a man
To be number one and loved by everyone
Getting drugged up with my
$5,000 a plate
No doubt, kid, I hit them niggas like a bid
The prosecutor, runnin' up in your crib
Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonely
It's
you're flawless, no regards
With all that beauty on you, call that shit assassination
Can you please bring over, my bodyguards
Would you mind, staying by
like Master Farrad
Me and my squad, separating the peas from the pod
No bodyguard, fuck around and roll a tank through your yard
[Chorus]
Yeah
get high
I might wave hi..
.. at a pretty young girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you can't stop?
A-with the weave in your head like a mop?
suicide doors right on a fleet of hearses
Dunno what the worst is
Buried deep or by the surface
Dunno what the worst is
Buried deep or by the surface
Pick
(oh)
We done got it out the mud and climbed to the surface
If I'ma take the risks, then it gotta be worth it, yeah
Just look at all of the people I
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